「何がご用しましょう？」

「。。。」

First name: Koya Last name: Kirishima

*For the second question, corruption 汚職 「おしょく」has a similar sound to ‘meal’ and it’s implied that Koya mistakenly heard 「おしょくじ」thus his answer.

I could be wrong though, since I’m still an amateur at this. Apart from that enjoy~ (๑╹ω╹๑ )

First name: Hatori Last name: Otani

*I’m still an amateur when it comes to translating so I could be wrong. Apart from that enjoy~(๑╹ω╹๑ )

First name: Natsuki Last name: Sugano

I’m an amateur at translating Japanese to English so I could be wrong.

Apart from that enjoy~(๑╹ω╹๑ )

First name: Go Last name: Miyase

*I’m an amateur at translating Japanese to English, so I may be wrong.

Apart from that, enjoy~ (๑╹ω╹๑ )

Thought I’d give translating Coly’s [Stand My Heroes] puzzle otome game a go. I’m an amateur at translating Japanese to English so my translations could be wrong.

Apart from that enjoy (๑╹ω╹๑ )

Some of the henna designs I've been doing for the past three months.

Got myself a loomband kit and I've been making em ever since.

Otome game scenario 002

-- Choice 01a -- "Mmph!" You mumbled as you struggled on the ropes once more. The warehouse was still silent and your captors were still hidden in the dark. (Continue to 002) -- Choice 01b -- You sat there silently, waiting for your captors to speak again when you heard the sound of shuffling footsteps. "Ya know I never thought of that!" The boyish voice cried out, a tone of panic in his voice. "Who's job was it to do recon?" The husky commanding voice asked in an irritated tone. (Continue to 002) ------ 002 ------ The sound of footsteps echoed in the silence and slowly one by one, your captors emerged from the darkness. The first to appear was a boyish looking man, perhaps a year or so younger than you. His short and messy hair was a dark brown and his eyes a lighter shade of his hair color. You think of him as the cheerful, happy-go-lucky type. "It's gonna be hard to explain if we got the wrong person huh?" He chuckled hesitantly as he scratched the back of his head, looking at you. "No kidding." The owner of the deep and sultry voice took a step towards you, eyeing you as you sat there. His hair was also a dark brown, with several lighter brown highlights. His cool blue eyes staring at you as he continued, "But she's got the book..." Book? You tilt your head to one side in confusion. What book were they talking about? Then again you were from the library so perhaps you must've taken something that belongs to them? "I think we should at least let her speak..." The gentle voice spoke before stepping into the light. The owner of the voice looked as gentle as his voice. He had striking black hair which was shoulder length and deep green eyes which somehow seemed soft and kind. He approached you and gently removed the gag from your mouth. He then stepped back and looked at the other man who was emerging from the shadows. "What do you know about this book?" The owner of the husky commanding voice seemed arrogant as he glared at you with his icy blue eyes. His blonde hair was of medium length, longer than the cheerful looking one but shorter than the gentle looking one. In his hand was an antique looking book which was bound in faded red leather. It was the social studies research compendium that you had borrowed from the library. "It's a research compendium for social studies." You replied, looking at the blonde guy who seems to be the leader of the group. "If you wanted to borrow it you could've just asked." The four young men were silent for a moment as they looked at you, before exchanging looks with each other and then turning their gaze to the book. The three of them looked at the book's content while the gentle looking young man turned to look at you, tilting his head to one side. "Um...may I know your name please?" He asked awkwardly. "___" you replied, looking confused. He then turned to look at the others, who looked up from the book and nodded. Each had a serious look on their faces. "___-san..." The gentle man before you spoke softly, making sure not to alarm you, "I'm afraid you must've picked up the wrong book. That book is a compendium but not for your social studies. It's for something else." "Something else...?" You asked. None of this was making sense. You look at the gentle man before you before turning your gaze to his friends. The arrogant looking one stared back at you and solemnly replied, "A demon compendium." (Continue to 003)

Otome game scenario 001

(Insert your name in the ___ space and have fun!) You find yourself bound to a chair and gagged. You don't remember how this happened. The last thing you remembered was leaving the library...and walking back to your apartment. You look at your surroundings. You seem to be in some abandoned warehouse. It was dimly lit and felt humid. You struggle a bit, trying to see if you can free yourself from the ropes that bound you. "Oho? Trying to escape?" A deep and sultry male voice echoed from one corner of the warehouse. You turn to the direction of the voice but it was hidden in the darkness. "Pretty brave, don't cha think?" Another voice spoke in the opposite direction, the source also hidden in the darkness. "Although it's a shame..." The slightly boyish voice continued with a hint of disappointment. "She looks pretty cute." "Quiet." A husky commanding voice spoke out, silencing the others. "We need to know how much she knows." Your eyes dart from one direction to the other, trying to make heads or tails of the situation. Small beads of sweat start to form on your forehead. What did these men want? And what did they mean by how much you know? "What if she knows nothing?" A gentle voice echoed in the silence. "It would be bad for us, don't you think?" The warehouse fell silent for a moment... Choice 01a: You break the silence by mumbling something Choice 01b: You stay silent and wait...

WHAT IS YOUR EARLIEST HUMAN MEMORY?

The nothingness of space...